The Conductor

The Conductor

Darin listened intently to the elder. He had heard the story many times, but, today it was different, made more sense. Or less. He wasn’t sure which. But it called to him in some way. “Teacher?” he asked, interrupting. Teacher was what the youth of his village called...
The Tourist

The Tourist

Miriam was in the box stores again when I saw the woman. She walked in front of my parking spot. I don’t think she saw me. Hell, I don’t think she saw anything. Not the dozens of cars, the stores. Nothing. And, yet, I believe she saw everything too. I’m not even sure...
Ant Farm

Ant Farm

The rain was coming down heavy. Each drop pounded like a small hammer onto Reggie’s already soaked scalp. Once the sponge of his hair was full enough, a torrent would escape down his forehead and run across his eyes. He blinked the momentary distraction away. He...
Bobbo

Bobbo

“The sweetest sound to a person’s ear is the sound of their own name.” — Dale Carnegie The monster almost tripped over the rim of the portal as he passed the bright and crackling electric edge. Bobbo scrunched his enormous body together and tried to squeeze...
The Fox at the Top of the Stairs

The Fox at the Top of the Stairs

Frida and Jacob came to live with the farmer and his wife one cold winter day. Their mommy and daddy had gone away, suddenly. The farmer and his wife were to be their new daddy and mommy. Life there was good. Their new parents were cheerful and played with them often....
Out of Gas

Out of Gas

It won’t be long now; I can see it coming, just over the hill. It’s been five hours since it started. Five long hours. But this here deck chair is comfortable. And I’ve got a dozen beer. Well, had; three left now. It’ll be enough, judging by how fast it’s moving. And...
Inside the Worm

Inside the Worm

Inside the worm is a hard place to be. I should know, I had been in there for four days already when I got company. Luckily the worm had swallowed my whole camp — tent, rations, portable library, everything. But, of course, it wasn’t luck. No, it was all part of the...
I Am Not Audra Steffenberger

I Am Not Audra Steffenberger

You all know me. Some of you love me. Others hate me. But I don’t exist. I never did. That might be a lot to digest. Some of you are already calling bullshit. However, it’s the truth. Let me state it another way. I am Audra Steffenberger. I am not Audra Steffenberger....
Drowned Dreams

Drowned Dreams

A car started on the far side of the beach parking lot. Its headlights came on, overpowering the moonlight. They illuminated the ocean for a moment before the car reversed and turned. It left the parking lot. Dante, sitting in his own car, scanned the parking lot once...
Mixtape

Mixtape

The box was heavy. What the hell was in it anyway? At least it was the last one. Bobby had spent the day moving his ancient crap from his parents’ house — their sold house — to his apartment. And with this final carload and this final cardboard dumbbell, it was over....